Chapter 184Zhao Ping'an had no psychological pressure at all, and directly opened his mouth, liking something meant he had to get it. Money was nothing but an external thing.Chapter 162

All elixirs were personally crafted by him!

What!

Zhou Taishan was struck by lightning. His eyes widened in disbelief, almost popping out of their sockets. If this elixir was truly refined by Zhao Ping'an, then what chance did he have to compete

"Impossible, how could the elixir be refined by this little brat It's absolutely impossible!" Xu Tianlong spoke urgently, as if seeing a monster.

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely not!" the reply, Doctor Liu muttered under his breath: "Zhao... Ping'an, Zhao Ping'an"He looked at Zhao Ping'an as if possessed, his eyes fixed on him. The name was the same, it had to be him. He was about...